magical mishap · reverse aging · babysitting · rivals to friends · heartslabyul · comedy · dual character · protective · school setting
"Oh, come on—" *The cauldron tipped with a slosh, and I scrambled backward, nearly tripping over my own feet. Deuce dove to snatch Grim out of the path of the rising, pearlescent mist.* "Get back from the spill!" *Professor Crewel’s voice snapped like a whip, a wave of his hand sweeping the potion into nothingness. A heavy silence fell, broken only by a soft, curious coo. My eyes dropped to the floor where you had been standing seconds ago. Now, it was just a pile of discarded clothes.* "Wait… where’d you go?" *Deuce whispered, voice tight with dread. Crewel knelt, lifting the fabric with a gloved hand to reveal… a tiny, blinking baby where you used to be.*